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INDEX 



Page 

In the Valley Old in Time 5 

In the Tingle-langle-ling 7 

The Fairy Knight 9 

Diana's Dream 13 

The Giant and the Songster 21 

The Goddess of the Sea . . ' 37 

The Ancient Knights of Taberlee 41 

Sweet Laree 53 

Hilda Hi is Bonnie 55 

The Maid of the Sun 57 

The Ever Purple Sea 59 

The Land of Setting Sun 61 

A Teasing Little Minstrel 63 

The Sea in the Rim of Gold 67 

The Song of the Golden Sea 69 

The Sleeping Knight 73 

The Maid of Galilee 75 

A Lily-lee-lee 79 

A Knight of the Sea 81 

The Broken Pledge 83 

My Queen 87 

Love of Hope 93 

The Queen of Merrybolee 97 

The Burial Beneath the Sun 101 

The Fairy Hill 103 

The Tingle-langle-lee 109 

Hi, Hi, Ha, I Love You . Ill 

Love, Hope and Hate 115 



IN THE VALLEY OLD 
IN TIME. 

'TTHERE'S a rolling river running 

In the valley old in time, 
Where the water-cresses whisper on 
Their melodies sublime. 

There I met, a year ago, 
Or about that space or so, 
A tortoise, all forgotten. 
In the valley old in time. 

And the tortoise said to me, " My boy. 

How old, how old are you?" 
"I am more old than ages — all 
The time you ever knew." 

And he seemed in that decay, 
To believe just in that way, 
That age was more than virtue, 
In the valley old in time. 




TN the tingle-langle-ling, 

■*■ Of an element, that so, 

Calls clouds to eventide, 
To the music there I go. 
In the tingle-langle-ling 
And the murmurings that sing, 
I have heard the signals ever, 
Of the tingle-langle-ling. 

The deity of music 

Of the tingle-langle-ling, 
Is a lovely autumn rosy, 
Singing tingle-langle-ling. 
And his mirthful music so 
Causes evening's sparkling glow. 
As the elements dance gayly 
To the tingle-langle — Oh, 

How I love the pretty murmurs 

Of the ever eventide. 
There dancing to the music 
With a pretty fairy maid. 

Whom I see but once each eve, 
An instant as we swing 
To the ever-merry music 
Of the tingle-langle-ling. 




THE FAIRY KNIGHT. 

A LOVER, one night, rode in from the sky, 
Away from a cloud that hung over the sea, 
And he breathed as he fainted in passing by : 
"Sweet queen, I came from the azure sky 
Of stars that sweep o'er the dewy lea, 
To ask if love might come to me 
In a future time, can you tell me?" 
I awoke in a dream of such delight, 
In yonder cloud this very night, 
And I saw in this valley, so near by, 
A fairy they told me ruled over the sky. 
And I rode this way ; but coming near. 
In hopes, dismay, and mingled fear, 
I swoon, sweet queen, in the valley here. 
I told the knight to gaze away 
To a star that twinkled toward the lea. 
To see what the ray would bring, may be. 
And the beam moved on o'er the drops of dew. 
And seemed to search for the one she knew. 
A goddess of fairy queens was she; 
And she ran to my arms, on seeing me, 
And, whispering, murmured, "My love, tell me 
If a knight this night rode over the lea? " 
I turned to the fairy a twinkling gaze. 
And said, "Sweet child, the knight may be 
Drowned away in yon azure sea. 



I saw him plunge from the cloud away, 

This night, as here in my bower I lay." 

She murmured in anguish, and tears fell fast 

From her azure eyes, and she said, at last, 

In sobs that move my hatred more : 

"If my love is dead for evermore, 

1 shall search for him in the deep blue sea." 

Her gaze, in a mingled fear and sigh. 

Sought out in the south a beam near by, 

That moved from a star in the azure sky. 

And the pigmy who rode in the beam's sweet ray, 

And rode on a steed that dazzled the day, 

Spoke first to her, and then to me. 

He said, "You are near the sleeping knight. 

And the fairy here has told her aright; 

Bvit the knight is not in the deep blue sea." 

Then turning in mirth, he said to me: 

"Your knight is far in the fields away, 

And sleeps 'neath the dews that downward spray, 

And fall on his lips in the twilight ray." 

The goddess turned and gazed about, 

And seeing the knight, she moved away 

To the star, and left us there in play, 

Till the knight awoke at the break of day. 

But the pigrny told me there that night, 

As the knight swooned on in exhaustion there, 

That the knight was not for me or she 

Who lived in the planet over me ; 

But each loved the knight for evermore. 



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DIANA'S DREAM. 



AWAY on the icy fields, they say, 
Of Labrador, in the southern sea, 
A fairy rode in a shaft of light, 
From temperatures far fields away, 
Away to the south, beyond the day 
Where temperature is said to be, 
And he rode, and he rode, in search of me. 
There in the icy walls I lay, 
Where dewdrops were and roses grew, 
•Neath emerald skies of the bluest hue; 
Where the svin was green, 
And the earth was white, 
And the heavens threw a deep red light, 
Most awful to endvire 
By gods of ancient temperature. 
But the fairies loved the tropics there, 
And lived in the balmy atmosphere. 
The knight rode on, and his steed was gold. 
And the knight was arrayed 
In the light of day. 
Of temperature so far away. 
Upon his brow a jewel gleamed, 
From wrist to throat his armour streamed. 
In Hght that caused the sun to throw 
A shadow to expel the glow. 



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For a jewel he was of every beam 

Of light that ever yet was seen ; 

And his steed was gold, and colored so 

That the heavens threw a redder glow 

Of heat in hatred of the foe, 

To melt the steed of gold, they thought. 

In hatred of the knight he brought 

Into the realms of ice and snow. 

Away to the north, and through a rain 

Of azure drops of tropic dews, 

A knight in pleasing splendor came ; 

His steed was white, and the knight was blue 

As indigo, of the realms he knew. 

And away to the west and over the sea, 

And high above the sea's red glow. 

There lived a knight that loved me so. 

That day and night, and morn and e'en, 

The gallant knight was ever seen. 

His dark red roan, in belted power of rainbow, 

Stood above the sea, 

And gnashed his chains in startled gaze 

In sparkles looking down on me. 

And the knight "was black as black could be, 

A giant knight, "in arms so bold, 

And eyes that threw a light serene 

On me, until the knights were seen. 

He reined his steed, and gazed away 

To the south, there gods appeared in such array 

That skies, and stars, and night and day 

Burst forth in one vast jeweled array. 

The armies of the knight they were 

From fields of ancient temperature. 

Away to the east, a deity 

Rode in from space beyond, they say. 

Beyond the fields of light and day; 



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The fields of liquids far away, 

Where temperature can never stray. 

The deity rode a purple steed, 

That, winged, moved in azure speed 

Of elements, whose movements so 

In dash hurls all into a glow. 

The steed was winged at ear and heel, 

His gaze was arrows hurled from bow, 

In silver streams, and onward so 

Until the elements became 

A sea of arrows, and his name 

Maneuvered these upon the plain. 

The deity rode calmlj'- by, 

His wings were ornaments of sky 

Of every hue that e'er was known, 

And fashioned in the shape may be 

Of insect winged deity ; 

On shoulders these, their folds anew 

Turn colors, white or red or blue, 

Or black, as densest mystery. 

The knights at south, at north, at west, 

Sank helpless down before his crest, 

And blade he held at right, in rest. 

My dream was o'er, I woke, 'twas day. 

And stars were shining far away 

In crisps like ice 

Within the glow of sunlight green. 

And blood-red skies, as e'er was seen. 

With purple oceans that did flow. 

And zones as white as driven snow 

Within the ice of Labrador. 



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THE GIANT AND THE 
SONGSTER. 



'TTHERE'S a castle on a hill, 
■■' Where a knight lived on a day, 
When time was young and fairies loved 
The fairest knight — away. 

And the castle on the hill 

Tells a story, so they tell, 
Of a tragedy of knighthood 

O'er a lovely loved fairy. 

For a pretty god of song 
Sang to her his lovely strains, 

And his charger stood without 
And gnashed his heavy chains. 

And in time, as time will go, 
There arrived the songster's foe, 

A giant strong and powerful, 
And so the fairies tell. 

And the giant called the knight 

Who had the castle there, 
And the giant offered fight 

To fight in his despair. 

The knight rode out with him, 

And he fell upon the plain 
In an instant at the hands 

Of the giant old of fame. 



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And the fairy heard the cry 

Of her father dying there, 
And the fairy looked at death, 

And at life and at despair. 

For what, oh, what she knew 
Could a pretty songster do, 

With the giant of the ages, 
And the largest giant, too? 

But her fears aroused the songster, 
And he saw all her alarms. 

And he saw there in her eyeballs 
The battle and the forms 

Of the giant standing o'er him, 

O'er her fairy father, too; 
And the songster tore his neckwear, 

And his instrument he threw. 

And he drew his silver blade 

In calm decision there, 
And he looked beneath his brow 

On the lovely fairy fair. 

The giant signaled combat, 

And the songster mounted steed, 

And in battle motion chargers wheeled 
Upon the velvet mead. 

In the dash, the giant threw away 
The songster and his horse. 

And thought the little fool was slain 
Upon the water's course, 



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Beneath the ragged mountain, 
Where now the castle stands; 

But the songster rode in charge again 
Upon him from the sands 

Of the brook within the valley, 

And the giant dashed anew. 
And the songster o'er the mountain side 

The angry giant threw. 

But the songster and his steed 

In an instant reappeared 
In a charge upon the giant. 

And the giant's hate was stirred. 

And he rode to meet the songster, 
And in all his power as well, 

And he fell from off his charger there, 
And so the fairies tell. 

And the songster laughed most loud, 

And he said, right merrily: 
" My noble foe, why try so strange 

A strategy on me? 

I'm but a Uttle songster; 

The ages speak of you 
As of the giant evermore 

Who all the fairies slew." 

The giant wept in anguish, 

And answered: " Now, you see, 

I'm wrong to seek a songster's life; 
Away! away from me!" 



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The songster signaled combat, 
And again the giant htuded 

The songster and his charger, 
They say, beyond the world. 

But instantly, so sudden, 

And so the fairies tell, 
The songster came like lightning 

In a charge upon the vale. 

The giant rode again, 

And the songster threw in air, 
And he sotight to kill the songster 

As he fell back to the sphere. 

But the songster there eluded him, 
And dashed on steed away, 

And the giant trembled as he saw 
The songster stand at bay. 

Again they signaled combat. 
The songster's steed sped in, 

And the giant felt the silver blade 
Cut through his abdomen. 

Again the steed wheeled round about. 

Again the giant threw 
The songster and his charger 

Into the skies of blue. 

Again the giant pled: 

"Why, songster, you are wrong 
To war with me and aggravate 

My ever noble throng." 



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The songster signaled combat; 

High in the sky of blvie 
The giant dashed, but failed to cut 

The songster's steed in two. 

The songster and his steed 

Plunged and plunged away, 
The giant followed after 

In blind and mad array. 

And on they darted on, 

And onward to the sea. 
The ocean gods stood there in space 

And watched the victory. 

The songster whirled his charger round; 

His charger darted in; 
The giant felt the silver blade 

Play through his abdomen. 

The giant wept in scorn. 

And to the songster said: 
"Why does a lovely songster thus 

Tease me until I'm led 

To kill a helpless songster?" 

And so the giant said. 
The songster signaled combat, 

And struck the giant's head. 

The ocean roared, then hushed, 
As the chargers broke away, 

And wheeled in velvet grasses 
To charge anew, they say. 



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The giant, dazed and breathless, knew, 

Amid the tempest din, 
The silver blade played to his lungs, 

As lunged the steeds again. 

Anew the giant fell ; 

His steed had stumbled there. 
And now the songster sheathed his blade 

In calm disgust, despair. 

The giant saw his shame, 

Emitting then a roar of hate, 
They tell, so plainly heard 
Upon the azure shore. 

He mounted steed and came 

As a madman of the main. 
And hurled the songster and his horse 

Out in the ocean plain. 

And the songster fought his way 
Through the ocean back to land, 

And in an hour of time to there 
Before the giant stand. 

The giant pled in words 

Ne'er heard by God or man, 

Explaining to the songster 

That his mind was out of tune. 

The songster signaled combat; 

Again his steed dashed thi'ough. 
And the giant felt the silver blade 

Cut heart-strings all in two. 



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The giant moaned in hate, 

And in his mad despair 
Plunged again and fell anew 

Upon the carpet there. 

The ocean hurled her gauntlet, 
And hurled it on the plain, 

In challenge to the songster 
To fight the raging main. 

The giant stood erect 

And challenged now, they say. 
The songster to dismount 

To fight the giant in that way. 

The fairy ran away, 

The giant on pursues. 
Until they reach a mountain pass 

The giant there did choose. 

The giant hurled the songster 
Back to the ocean plain, 

The songster in his fleetest speed 
Came running back again. 

The giant hurled a roar 
Oi" hatred at the knight. 

That as a fearful tempest 

Hurled the songster out of sight. 

The songster came again 
Out of the skies of blue. 

And rushed upon the giant. 
Cutting all his wits in two. 



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The giant, now insane, 

Rushed round tipon the dell, 

And seized the little songster, 
And upon the songster fell. 

The songster whispered low 
To the giant, so they say. 

And said to him, "The fairy queen 
Is running quite away." 

The giant sprang in air 

And shrieked in storms of rain ; 
The songster drew the giant's sword 

And gave it him again. 

The songster signaled combat, 

But now the giant knew 
Precisely what the songster 

Intended next to do. 

The songster there played mad, 
And plunged at him and ran 

Until the giant laid, they tell, 
A corpse upon the plain. 



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T LOVE not you, sweet Annette, 
■*■ In the islands of the sea; 
I love not yoit, sweet Annette, 
And my heart is not for thee. 
I love the one I woo, 
And my love is ever true 
To her, and not to you, 
In the islands of the sea. 

In mineral rills I saw her, 

Said the goddess of the sea; 
In mineral rills I saw her, 
In rills that ran to me. 
Why wait and watch forever, 
For love, that love, may never. 
For my heart is yours forever. 
In the islands of the sea. 

I see a sunbeam yonder 

O'er the islands of the sea, 
'Tis black or yellow color, 
O'er the islands of the sea. 
If in that beam of color 
My love is there, go tell her 
That I wait for her forever, 
In the islands of the sea. 



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In death I saw her yonder, 

Said the goddess of the sea ; 
In death and in disorder, 

And in love of aught but thee. 
Why Hnger here and wait 
For the deity of fate, 
When I would be your mate, 
In the islands of the sea? 

I love T know not who, 

Said the lover in reply; 
I love I know not who, 
Is the apple of my eye. 

But I tell you, sweetheart dear, 
My heart is most sincere, 
And I'll love you unto fear, 
In the islands of the sky. 

In sobs of maddened anguish, 

The goddess of the sea 
Sobbed on, and sobbed in murmurs, 
Her ever fondest plea. 
But the deity's reply, 
Was," Love there in the sky, 
I'll be yours until I die, 
In the islands of the sea." 



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THE ANCIENT KNIGHTS OF 
TABERLEE. 



A DEWDROP sat on the gauzy wing 
■^~^ Of a fairy knight in a realm of June; 
The knight rode out through the morning spray 
Of Hght, but the dewdrop said: "Too soon." 

And on they rode, and the twinkUng gaze 
Of the dewdrop fixed upon the knight 

Began to fade, as a tiny haze 

Of softened cloud before the light. 

And the knight rode on to the enemy, 
And the dewdrop viewed him from afar; 

As in a struggle there, they sa}', 

With a villain knight he locked in war. 

And time went on, and the knight endured, 
And the war went on in the usual way. 

And the knight expired, yet reassured 
That death would come to the enemy. 

And death did come, and both appeared 

Upon a realm of the starry lea, 
Of gods of light, and gods of night. 

And gods of mirth and reverv. 



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The knights at sight drew swords again, 
The winds murmured above the tree, 

And the dewdrop said, from the plain beneath: 
"The villain knight is the knight for me." 

For the fairy knight, in the battle there, 
Fell from his steed, for his steed was rash; 

And the villain stood in the black oak shade, 
And awaited there a second dash. 

And the dewdrop said: "The villain knight 

Lacks winged decorations there; 
But beneath those shoulders, shining bright. 

Is power to do beyond compare." 

And the knight reined in his charger steed 
And gazed upon the villain's brow; 

Then turned in hate, and dashed to earth, 
And the villain followed on, and now 

The knight filled earth and time and space 
With lies to hide his certain doom, 

And the villain rode to his hamlet door 
And slew the knight in his hopeless tomb. 

And time went on through the awful night, 
In the night of time to the fairies there. 

And morning dawned in the light of day, 
And the knight from the ocean reappeared. 

And the knights drew sword in the mellow light 
Of the sun that gazed another way, 

And the villain knight cut down again 
The knight of ancient perfidy. 



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And on time went to the hour of noon, 
And the knight again appeared anew, 

And the dewdrop said, "Soon, too soon." 
Said to the knight, "My knight, too soon." 

And the knight retired to the ages slow, 

In hate congealed of his awful wars, 
In search of the villain, once his foe. 

And the knights there met among the stars. 

And the villain knight wore the wings of power. 
And the knight of old wore the shabby folds 

Of the beautied ornaments serene, 

That once hid vice with their streams of gold. 

And the knights drew swords in the happy field 
Where the moonlight shone in the silent awe, 

And the villain knight absorbed the knight. 
In a dash in the moonlight spheres of law. 

And the knight was the villain knight in sooth, 
And the villain was the knight of old, 

And the villain wore his shoulders bare 
To strip from the knight his wings of gold. 

And the villain saw in his form, the knight. 

And he saw a knight in child array, 
Attack the knight in his heart's domain, 

And there freeze the knight from the light of day. 

And the knight warmed as the cold relaxed 

On him, and there the villain saw 
Within the knight a devil-king. 
Within the king, a god of law. 



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And the devil king was seized upon 

And burned in time's eternity, 
And the knight, now sane, rode out anew 

In the plains of sky in the starry lea. 

And the knights there met beneath the shade 

Of a fairy realm's most perfect tree, 
And the knight rode in and said, good sooth, 

And the villain said, right merrily, 

And the knight's reined steed beneath the boughs 

That hung as maidens overhead, 
And the villain knight called to his realms 

Of the fury gods he ever led. 

And the knight now said, "Why are we thus, 

Must war forever here endure?" 
And the villain said, "My pretty knight, 

You are not in these spheres secure." 

And the knight rode away to his ancient home. 
And he said to his sweetheart slumbering there: 

' Awake, my queen, for the time has come 
When I with fate must better fare." 

But the goddess said, and said, " I know 

I loved you once in time of old. 
But the love I had has turned your foe] 

And would slay you 'neath the sea of gold." 

And the knight rode back to the rival knight 
And said, "I live in a sphere unknown," 

And the villain knight drew sword again, 

And the knights each fell 'neath the forest's moan 



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And the winds rushed on, on to the sea, 
And warned the sea of approaching power, 

And the knights appeared and now as one, 
Ignored the sea in her mating hour. 

And the sea, in a swoon of hate untold, 
Gasped to her gods to lend her aid ; 

And the knight and villain, now as one. 
Destroyed the sea with a subtile blade. 

And the dewdrop now stood central 
Within the mines of the knights of old, 

And the dewdrop told the storj' that 
The ocean was the cause untold. 

That the ocean in her breathing on 

Polluted gas above the sea. 
And polluted gas filled time and space 

With fumes attacking you and me. 

And the knight rode on, and the ocean now 
In death attacked the knight array, 

And the knights, in mirth, attacked themselves 
In apparent wars upon that day. 

For the one was will, and the other power, 
And the ocean grew in time to know 

That the harmony of the ancient knights 
Burned her to death in a hell below. 

And so time went, and the ancient queen 
Appeared again in the fields of light, 

And the ocean god who looked on her 
Was the ancient rival kingly knights. 

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The goddess now was land untold, 

And the ocean now a sea array, 
And the rills were deities serene, 

And the sea and the land in mirth did play. 

And time went on, and the gods, they tell, 
Who hated both in spheres on high, 

Attacked the twain in rains of fire, 
And the twain attacked in revery. 

And the poison gods of the heavens now 

Fell into all the fire they threw; 
And the ocean goddess, now of land, 

Wed there 'pon fire, the knightly two. 

For the two were one, in the truest mint 
That ever measured purest gold; 

And their ancient wars were but a jest, 
To seize the spheres of vice untold. 




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SWEET LAREE. 

TN the valley of the Nile, 
■"■ Sweet Laree, 

Lived a knight of Abrecoil, 

Sweet Laree; 
And he saw me once, they tell, 
And in love with me he fell, 
In the valley of the Nile, 

Sweet Laree. 

Oh, I know the day will come; 
Oh, I know the time must be. 
When my lover rides from heaven, 

Fair and free. 
With me to ever wed, 
For he lov'd me, fairies said, 
In the ancient, ancient valley 

Of Laree. 

And they say he'll ride this way, 

Sweet Laree, 
And he'll see me on a day, 

Sweet Laree; 
And forever from that hour 
His love is in my power. 
For they say he lov'd alone, 

Sweet Laree. 



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'T^HERE once a rill ran to the sea, 

Hilda hi is bonnie. 
A child saw in a bubble's spray, 

Hilda hi is bonnie. 
The bubble's spray said to the babe, 

"Hilda hi is bonnie, 
If love is love, you'll wed one day, 

Hilda hi is bonnie." 



The ray produced a form of her, 

Hilda hi is bonnie, 
The deity transformed a flower, 

Hilda hi is bonnie. 
The beauty so enraptured him, 

Hilda hi is bonnie. 
To flee, he strove in heart and limb, 

Hilda hi is bonnie. 

And time o'ercame his struggles there, 

Hilda hi is bonnie. 
And he died, maddened with the fair, 

Hilda hi is bonnie. 



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'T^HERE lived in heaven's spheres away, and 
•■■ just above the sun, 
A pretty Httle maid of coquetry, of coquetry ; 
And to her bower in autumn all the leaves forever 

run, 
To the pretty little maiden's bower that's just above 

the sun. 



And she's flirting with the ocean, and she's flirting 

with the sea. 
And she's flirting all the lover's loves that come 

that way to see, 
The pretty little maiden that is just above the sun, 
And to her bower in autumn all the leaves forever 

run. 



Now, I think I know a way to win the maiden's 

heart, you see; 
The maiden who is telling everybody she can spy ; 
That she loves them, may be that and may be not, 

you plainly see, 
I'll win her heart by coquetry, the means she 

teaches me. 



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THE EVER PURPLE SEA. 



T ROAM and I roam in the ever lovely valley, 
■*■ I roam and I roam by the ever purple sea, 
And I know a maiden there is watching, ever, ever 
watching for me, 
There, as I roam, near the ever purple sea. 



And the rushing currents hurl about my ever forest 
home, 
And the waters rush upon the shore in ever spark- 
ling glee. 
And a songster carols in the woods, beneath the 
starry dome, 
As I roam, as I roam by the ever purple sea. 



The autumn woods resound in the forest of the furies. 
The skies looking down in their ever starry glare; 
And I think if I could be surprised by my own 
lovely lad5^ 
I would roam, I would roam by the ever purple 
sea. 



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m THE LAND OF SETTING SUN. 



T LOVE a pretty maiden, 
*• In the land of setting sun; 
I love a pretty maiden, 

In the land of setting sun, 
And if time will come in future 

And chances there I see, 
I will win the pretty maiden, 

I will win her heart away. 

For I love, I love, 

That everybody knows; 
I love, I love. 

And a lover I will be; 
And if time will come in future, 

And my chances there I see, 
I will win the pretty maiden, 

I will win her heart to me. 



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I've lived alone and longer 

Than the age of time can tell. 
And I've loved no one I ever met 

In forest or in dell. 
And if time will come in future. 

And my chances there I see, 
I will win the pretty maiden, 

I will win her heart away. 



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A TEASING LITTLE MINSTREL. 



A TEASING little minstrel 

•^^ Sat near a love one day, 

And the teasing little minstrel 

There to the love did saj^: 

Let us roam away, away, 
And return no more, maybe, 

For I think I love j^ou dearer 
Than the bubbles on the sea. 

And the love sat weeping, weeping, 
Weeping by the hours that passed; 

And the minstrel plaj^ed in music 
Each thought she felt. At last 

The minstrel whispered, "Sweetheart, 

Hearken unto me; 
I love you ever, ever more 

Than the bubbles on the sea." 

And time went on, and fairest love 

Grew older, older far, 
And the minstrel lived near her still 

In his ever plea to her. 



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And one morning in the dewdrops 

The love stole quite away, 
And left the helpless minstrel 

Upon that ancient day. 

And ages came and ages went, 

In time of yore, of old, 
And time went on in spheres of light. 

And spheres of purest gold. 

One day a mountain signaled, 

And signaled to the sea, 
And said, "Give up my minstrel, 

My minstrel up to me." 

And the goddess laughed right merrily, 

And to the mountain said. 
She loved more dear the minstrel 

Than all the wealth she had. 

And the mountain thundered in eclipse 

And sank beneath the sea, 
And the sea fell dead there in his grasp, 

For the ancient love was he. 



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All hemmed in by circuits of gold, 
And the sea was so lovely 
That every deity 
Came from far and near 
To visit in the sea. 

Oh, the sea! oh, the sea! 

How the pretty waters roar. 
Oh, the sea! oh, the sea! 
And the ever golden shore. 

Once T saw a drop of water in the sea, 

And I saw a goddess there in the sea, 

And I said to her, "Oh, hear me! 

If love is, thou art near me." 

And the goddess kissed her hand to me, 

Forever in the sea. 

Oh, the sea! oh, the sea! 

How the pretty waters roar. 

Oh, the sea! oh, the sea! 
And the ever golden shore. 



A lime came and I was the lea. 
And my goddess drop of water was the sea; 
I was the rim of gold about her waist untold, 
And iny goddess was the goddess of the sea. 
Oh, the sea! oh, the sea! 

How the pretty waters roar. 
Oh, the sea! oh, the sea! 
And the ever golden shore. 





HE SONG OF THE GOLDEN SEA. 

TTIS head lay on her bosom, 

■*■ -*• And his finger touched the lyre ; 

Within the sea, the lovely sea of gold; 
And he whispered softly, "Sweetheart, 
I have met in spheres afar 

A goddess of the silver of the mould." 



And the rills ran by her bower. 
And the forest kissed her brow; 

And the heavens softly whispered in each breeze; 
And all nature ceased to move, 
And the ocean looked on her. 

And the love-god stole toward tis from the trees. 

And he swooned upon her bosom, 
And the goddess angry grew; 

And her love-god hissed and hurled a dart at him; 
But the goddess saw his beauty. 
As his brow turned upward now; 

And the goddess knelt there softly over him. 

And the rills ran by her bower, 
And the forest kissed her brow ; 

And the heavens softly whispered in each breeze; 
And all nature ceased to move; 
And the ocean looked on her; 

And the love-god stole toward them from the trees. 



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And the goddess touched his curls 
With her fingers trembUng; 

Then pressed her hands now softly on their folds ; 
And the goddess sobs in anguish; 
And the goddess kisses him, 

Within the sea — the ever sea of gold. 

And the rills ran by her bower; 
And the forest kissed her brow; 

And the heavens softly whispered in each breeze; 
And all nature ceased to move; 
And the ocean looked on her; 

And the love-god stole toward them from the trees. 




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A RIVER ran in a fairy sphere, 

And a knight rode there in the ancient day, 
And the knight, aweary, reposes there. 
Since that vast hour in eternity. 

For the water he drank intoxicates, 
And left the knight in skimbers there, 

And about his neck a goddess waits 
In hope of love beyond compare. 

For the water he drank was her energies. 
And the draught of her love there mastered him, 

And left him in sleep for eternities, 
With the goddess watching over him. 



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THE MAID OF GALILEE. 



'TpHERE was once in ancient Galilee, they say, 
A fairy that believed that the ocean of the sky, 

Was her jest returning ever, 

Returning from on high; 
Returning to the fairy, so they say. 



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And this maid of ancient Galilee, they tell, 
Believed a songster singing to her soul, 
That the sunlight of the skies 
Was reflections from her eyes, 
Returning to the fairy, so they tell. 



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A LILY-LEE-LEE. 



LILY-LEE-LEE lived in a tree, 
And sang in the evening that lily-lee-lees do; 
And the lily-lee-lee heard of a sea, 

And away to the ocean the lily-lee-lee flew. 



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And the evening came to the mate in the bower, 
And no tidings of her sweet lover came there; 

And the mate followed on, and she scarcely knew how, 
To the ocean, the ocean, in her love's despair. 



And the lily-lee-lee cried out to the ocean : 
"Oh, enemy, tell me if love is here dead! 

Oh, why is this silence of all but commotion? 
My lily-lee-lee love to the ocean has fled." 



And the ocean, in roars that shook down the trees, 
Replied, " Pretty deity, speak not of him; 

He came to the ocean my goddess to please. 

And I love more than love's light the fair sight of 
him." 



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A KNIGHT OF THE SEA. 



A KNIGHT of the sea, huzzah! huzzah! 
Huzzah for a knight of the sea! 
And the gauntlet bare for each maiden fair. 
Who lays claim to her own beauty. 



For we are the gods of the ocean old, 
Our goddess's beauty's only form, 

And she appears by night or day, 

In the tempest's rush, in the ocean storm. 

Her chariot's drawn by peacocks ten; 

Her sword is sheathed, and we're her men 
Huzzah! huzzah! huzzah! htizzah! 

Huzzah for the knight of the sea! 



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A KNIGHT, in a fairy realm of law, 

Rode on, and on, and on in the sea; 
And time rode on with the fairy knight, 
And time was a god of deity. 




And the knight moved his wings of spiral form, 

And time caused eternity to glow 
With every color ever known, 

As he changed his wings that folded so. 

His wings of gauze, on shoulders there, 

An insect wing6d deity he, 
And in folding these he changed afar, 

The lights of time and eternity. 

Their color and light was suddenly 

A color red, or white, or blue. 
Or black as ink, or any shade 

That ever lovely color knew. 

And they rode, and they rode to the sea's border. 

And time said to the knight of old : 
' The land is near, array, array, 
Arrav, arrav for the battle bold." 



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And time rode away, and the knight rode on, 

And on and on, beyond the lea, 
For time had changed the land, they say. 

And the land was now a raging sea. 

And the knight rode on and on anew. 

And on and on, forever bold; 
And time appeared, and the knightly two 

Changed time and space to a sea of gold. 

And time then rode away again. 

And said to the knight of the ancient sea: 
'Change time and space to time again, 
And color all right crj'^stally." 

And the knight rode on in the sea of gold. 

And found the ever golden sea 
More lovely than time's words to him, 

And there he dwelt in eternity. 

And time rode in vipon a day, 

And said to the knight, "Why, here are you?' 
And the knight rode out again with him 

To a crj'stal bower in a drop of dew. 

And the goddess there said, " I love you 
More dear than love was ever known, 

And then you fail to come to me, 
And chose instead a golden throne." 

And the knight rode away to eternity. 

And the goddess lived forever so; 
And in time the knight rode there again, 

To hear the afoddess murmur "No." 



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MY QUEEN. 



'HEN ages were green, not brown, 
There lived in a forest, not town, 
A lover serene. 
Who made love to a queen. 
And the answer she gave was a frown. 

The queen said to him," You must go, 
I love not yoti, that I know; 

I love no one. 

And my love will go on 
In search of a lover or foe." 



The lover arose and moved on, 
And on, and on, woe begone, 
Till a tiger he met. 
And he fought to defeat, 
The god of the underwood wand. 



There rushed from the forest away, 
A lion, who plunged in his way, 
And the lion's roar 
Brought a god to the shore 
Of a lake that before them lay. 



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The god signaled, "On, lion, on!" 
And the lion lay low in a moan 

Of hate imcompared. 

To do battle he dared. 
But he fell in the duel as a stone. 

The god signaled on, " Enemj', 

For I'll tear you to death in my way!" 

And the god and the man 

Soon lay dead on the plain, 
With the sun shining down on that day. 

And on time went on serene, 
In time was the tiger divine, 

And the man was a god, 

Who winged o'er the sod, 
And the lion was joy's fairy queen 

And on through time moved the three, 
Until time made the tiger a tree, 

And the man who was a power 

Of the time of the hour, 
And the lion was god of the sea. 

Time moved forever away, 
And in time, in a future day, 

The three were one, 

And the god was a fawn. 
And the goddess, a songster, they say. 

And on went time evermore, 

And the three lit serene on a shore, 

Where the god was the land, 

That forever they scanned. 
And the goddess, the deep ocean's roar. 



In time and time, far away, 
All flew as a gull o'er the sea; 
There mating, they say, 
In their own lovely way, 
With a gull of eternity. 



And so all moved in time, 

In forms most serene and divine, 

Until, they tell. 

That the goddess — oh, well, 
They say, fell in love with me! 






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LOVE OF HOPE. 



DOWN where the jessamine grows, 
In a valley deep, deep in the zone, 
Where the fountains from heaven above 
Poitr in on a tropic, alone. 

Alone in those vallej's I roam, 

In the night of intensity, 
Where no human dared to appear 

When the gods of the night were set free. 

But my mind was mad, so I thought, 
And I chose through the forest a path, 

Deciding to meet any god 

Who opposed in the course of my wrath. 

For I left just behind in the lea, 
A goddess of hope, who did say: 

" You speak of a goddess of love. 
Depart to the goddess away." 

And her beauty had charmed me mad. 

Her voice filled my mad mind with chimes; 

Her splendor was more than a world. 

And her person more loved than all rhymes 



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Ever penned by the god or by man, 
And her power was not coquetry ; 

She seemed to enchant without aim. 

And to hold thought in swoons of sublimity. 

I moved on through a tiny dell, 
Where hair-ferns grew upon crags, 

And the beauty was heaven's hell, 
To me, all that I saw was but dregs. 

And stealing among these sweet domes 

Of tiniest beauties, I saw 
A serpent god moved from my path, 

And a boa appeared in the awe. 

In the silence of night, where I trod. 
And signaled the forces for power, 

And the fury plunged there on my arms, 
That as boas appeared on that hour. 

In the morning, they tell me, I lay 

In the coils of the boa supreme; 
My arms there in death had destroyed 

The god of the jungle's fair queen. 



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THE OUEEN OF MERRYBOLEE. 



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A WAY in the fields of the ancient sky, 
"^ Of light produced from eternity, 
Of the ever moonlight silv'ry sea. 
And known as the hills of Merrybolee. 
A knight rode there, and the knight was me, 
In fields where temperature was high. 
And the gods rode in from the azure sky, 
And told a tale that, far away, 
A fairy lived, more light than day ; 
My goddess wept, and I rode away, 
And I rode to the hills of Merrybolee. 
The fairy queen stood upon a rill, 
That ran down from a nut-brown hill. 
A diamond gleamed, she standing there, 
With gold and silver colored hair. 
And the knight in the valley far away. 
Rode round in maddened knight array ; 
And he challenged all, and he challenged me. 
To fight on the hills of Merrybolee. 



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My splendid corsair snififed the air, 

In a plunge of hate beyond compare; 

My sword was drawn, and I offered free, 

To fight in the vales of Merrybolee. 

And the fairy spoke, and she spoke to me, 

The fairy said, "My knights are fair; 

My heaven here's beyond compare; 

Why rides a knight thus merrily, 

To war with knight or war with me?" 

She called to the knight in the valley there 

To sheath his blade, and in despair. 

He gazed at her and gazed at ine. 

Then plunged from the hills of Merrj^bolee. 

I spurred my steed and I followed on, 

In a dash that shook the solar sun. 

And I cut him down on the ancient wall. 

That hides the day from the night's black pall; 

And I followed him on to eternity, 

And I raised him up in carrion there, 

And I bore him down in my hate's despair, 

In love of my queen right royally, 

Who caused to weep, I rode to see, 

The fairy queen of Merrybolee. 



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THE BURIAL BENEATH THE SUN. 



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OUT in the green where the waters were, 
And the emerald skies looked down in the glow 
Of the ever purple water flow, 
A fairy knight to a hamlet went. 
Away in the southern firmament. 
He rode away in the lashing sea 
Of the south, and the ocean merrily 
Rode on with him to the Alcala, 
Where a knight lived there in perfidy, 
Who dared to live, so the fairies say. 
And the ocean gods rode on in glee, 
And the knight rode on right merrily 
To the Alcala, that lay away 
To the south in the lashing emerald sea. 
And the knight was green as green could be; 
A serpent god of the ocean he, 
Who rode that morn in the purple spray 
Of the ocean lashing far away 
To the south, and in defense of the 
Fair sea's goddess, Auroralee. 
The southern knight was fierce and bold; 
He to all he met his valor told, 
But a coward he proved upon that day 
In a dash in the southern Alcala, 
Where he fell beneath the green knight's sway. 
And the oceans of the Alcala 
Surrounded him. and they bore him on 
To his burial beneath the sun. 



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THE FAIRY HILL. 



A LITTLE hill, one morning, sat 
And gazed away, as hills do that, 
And seemed to be as happy so 
As hills can be that never grow. 
Or play, or hear their marms sing. 
Without a nurse, and not a wing. 
Have little hills just not a thing 
Of any kind have hills, they say. 
And down upon the little hill, 
A pretty songster lit and sang. 
And in her notes that gayly rang 
In music everywhere, she said: 
" This lovely sky, this lovely lea, 
This lovely heaven, come to me, 
And 1 will make you ever wed 
This little hill," the songster said. 

And as the skies poured in upon 

The little hill, and ever on, 

In shrieks of joy each goddess wept, 

In smiles of hope each dewdrop slept, 

In tears of love each love god spied, 

Within the hill, a god of pride. 

A god so pretty and so small, 



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That gods, and deities, and all 

Loved him more than the rays that fall, 

Or beams that sparkle in the lea, 

Or clouds that range above the sea, 

As fair Aurora bid them all 

Adieu, before she leaves the wall 

Of time where she stood sentinel. 

The little hill now sat below, 
The heavens there in night aglow, 
With darkness that so black did throw 
A light of night about; and oh! 
How lovely, lovely was the scene. 
When on in moonlight came the queen 
Of fairy-land, who rules, they say. 
The night of stars, these knights away, 
Knight-errant to return by day. 
To her sweet bower in dark unseen. 
To kneel in love before their queen. 

Thus in the dark night's ride away. 

In firmament unseen by day, 

And seen by night, each knight array, 

A field of splendid deity ; 

Each central knight a jewel serene. 

That rides to kneel before his queen, 

Or moves into the realms untold. 

To meet the gods most fierce and bold, 

Who claims to say, and dares to hold. 

That their fair queen of purest gold, 

Or reddest jewel that e'er was seen, 

Is rarer than our fairy queen. 



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Thus in the wars, the stars alone 
Observed by night in flaming zone 
Of sparkles hurled upon the throne 
Of our loved moon ; the moon alone 
Receives their glances, so they say, 
As on knights ride to meet the day, 
And there before Aurora's sway, 
The moon and knights each fade away. 
The little hill beneath the sphere 
Of splendor, ancient, and most dear 
To heaven and to all untold, 
Of gods of silver, lead and gold, 
Looked on, and to the bird did say: 
"Sing on, ye minstrel of day, 
I love the night; away, away." 




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A WAY, away, away, 
"^ In the tingle-langle-lee, 
Where the heavens 
Fire their arrows 
At the ever golden sea. 
In the tingle-langle-lee 
Of the arrows as they fall, 
Among our valiant knights, 
In the ocean, one and all. 
There I've fought in desperation 
In the tingle-langle-lee, 
And I've dodged a sea of arrows, 
Singing tingle-langle-lee. 
As I rush in zig-zag run 
At the goddess of the sun, 
In attempt to kill her nobles, 
Singing tingle-langle-lee. 



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HI, HI, HA, I LOVE YOU. 

A JUNIPER berry sang to a rose, 
Hi, hi, ha, I love you; 
And the rose latighed, wittily answering, 
I do not know why a berry should sing, 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you. 
And the berry grew fast and fell to the dust, 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you; 
And the rose descended to clay away. 
And the rose and the berry met on the way. 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you. 

And the berry was grand and fair as the sun, 

Hi, hi, ha, I love yovi; 
And the rose was a maiden and woe begone, 
For she found that the berry was god of the zone, 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you. 
And the berry said, "Maiden, where gcest thou?" 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you; 
And the rose sank down at the feet of the zone. 
And begged that the god love her alone, 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you. 



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And the zone said, "Sweetheart, you are fair," 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you; 
" But beauty to virtue doth not compare, 
And I love only you, and that I swear," 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you. 
And the simple rose knelt by the god, 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you; 
And the god laughed well, and laughed right on, 
And said, "Child, a berry's the mate of the sun," 

Hi, hi, ha, I love vou. 



And the maid saw the god now through her tears, 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you; 
And she saw that the god a planet appears, 
And that she was a dewdrop in his spheres, 

Hi, hi, ha, I love you. 



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WHO lives in a realm 
Where the sun shines down 
And lives in a realm 
Of sanity, of hope serene, 
And hate to frown, 
And love most sweet, 
Of coquetry. 
If such man be, 
Let him tell me 
Where hate is first ; 
Next hope I see. 
And last of all, 
Love, show her me; 
For hate has stood 
At the gates of fate, 
Forever in time, 
And there will wait, 
Until every coward 
Falls at her hand. 
Who breathes in time 
In any land. 
And hope alone hopes 
That hate will Avin, 
And love loves only 
Perfect men. 



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